Air Tran, under a different name, became infamous for being the airline that blew itself, and a plane full of people, up over the Everglades through a combination of corporate negligence and stupidity. It changed its name and underwent a makeover and yesterday I was surrounded by seemingly happy people in fast planes and complimentary XM radio playing in my ears as I watched the sun set over the land. I arrived in the land of snow and ice completely exhausted but with luggage and spirit intact.
Travelling is really just about finding a moment with kindred spirits. Mine came back in Phoenix when a lovely guy and I talked about finding the zen in air travel - he bought me a coffee and then laughed as the worlds skinniest Santa gave me a candy cane but declined to give him one: "Only the girls get the sugar" said our Santa on the make as he nearly sprinted to hand out some more sweetness to the blonde beauty that had just appeared across the way.
Ho ho ho indeed.
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